May there always be work for
your hands to do,
May your purse always hold a coin or two.
May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane, May a rainbow
be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you,
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you!

May the blessings of each day
Be the blessings you need most.

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.

May your thoughts be as glad as the shamrocks.
May your heart be as light as a song.
May each day bring you bright happy hours,
That stay with you all year long.
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.

Like the goodness of the five loaves and two
fishes, Which God divided among the five thousand men,
May the blessing of the King who so divided
Be upon our share of this common meal.

An old Irish recipe for longevity:
Leave the table hungry.
Leave the bed sleepy.
Leave the table thirsty.

Here’s to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer and another one!

May those who love us love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping!

Health and a long life to you.
Land without rent to you.
A child every year to you.
And if you can’t go to heaven,
May you at least die in Ireland.

Drink is the curse of the land.
It makes you fight with your neighbor.
It makes you shoot at your landlord
-- and it makes you miss him!